Day Of The Storm کے بول

Birds have gone silent Hear all the sirens Smell of burning fire Trees have fallen Demons are calling For our demise Children are running Parents are screaming Oh god is this the end? Tribulation God’s frustration He will turn a blind eye On the day of the storm Lightning crashes down You can run but never hide On that day we all die On that day your prayers will not be heard Sky is cracking Raining down blood Washed in the great flood Through our greed And sinful desire We burn funeral pyres Purged of this deadly Black parasite Mother has won this fight Six billion dead and Oceans of red Our time has expired On the day of the storm Lightning crashes down You can run but never hide On that day we all die And the sun breaks through the clouds Warms my face And the sun brings new life Warms the ground